Some down time first...

You tilt the glass back and empty the entire thing. "Haaa..." You find yourself wishing you had a drinking partner, as everyone here is so quiet. You had thought it would be fairly rowdy...guess you were wrong.

The patrons, and even the woman serving the drinks keep their distance from you, it's strange. You've given them no reason to fear you and the other day you drank in the same place with Captain Kyoraku. "Why the long face?" You look over at the person finding, to your great surprise, a blond headed woman.

She's wearing a Shihakusho...and it's filled out in all the right places as her large tits stretch the fabric in the front. You ignore her and sigh. To your surprise she sits down across from you at the same table. "Something you want to talk about, Valentine."

"Do I know you?" You're slightly irritated now. Everyone seems to know just who you are and you know nothing about everyone else. In fact...it doesn't just irritate you, it down right pisses you off.

"I'm Rangiku Matsumoto." You sigh and place the bottle of Saki in front of her before standing.

"Have a drink...it's on me." Paying for your drinks you leave, almost stumbling. Sensing a strange spirital pressure behind you, you whirl around and block the Shuriken. Your drunkeness forgotten you follow after the would-be assassin. Darting past the opening of the resturant as Matsumoto leaves.

"Whats going--"

"I'll kill that bastard!" With a flash-step you're right on his tail...but he can use it to and the two of you are engaged in a quick dual of flash-step. Matsumoto is following behind, trying to keep up...but eventually he loses both of you. Coming to a stop at the edge of a roof you curse.

"Look out!" You turn, only to be knocked off and fall right to the ground. Landing on your back you groan into something very soft. "Oooow." She leans up and looks down at you. Before she can ask a question you roll the both of you over, now you're on top.

A slight smirk graces her lips and you blush a bit. Standing up brush yourself off. "A-Are you ok, Rangiku? You're not hurt?" You held her stand up and she brushes herself off.

"Nope. You broke my fall." Popping your back you nod...she MUST be heavier then she looks. "You're in the Fourth Division, right?" You nod and look around, making sure that the would-be assassin doesn't return to try again. "Have you thought about what division you want to change to? I heard you get a choice."

"Yeah." You feel nervous around her for some reason...maybe it was because of your previous situation.

"Who were you chasing?"

"Someone tried to kill me...the bastard got away though. He's lucky..." You turn your back to her and without another word try to find your way back. Not wanting to be left alone, she follows, talking the entire time. You're content to answer occasionally but other then that, you keep quiet.

"You don't talk much, do you?"

"It depends really." You're very wary...that assassin could be anywhere. If it were you then you'd come back for another attempt.

"Well...I suppose it's better then a man who can't be--" Hearing a slight noise above you, you push her against the wall and clamp a hand over her mouth. You gaze up, listening ever so quietly until you hear it again.

Someone moving on the tiles. You look down at her, a deep blush on her face that immediately spreads to yours as you realize just HOW close you two are. Ignoring that fact for now you motion toward the roofs. She nods in understand and you move your hand.

You two stay silent...not making a sound, scarsely breathing until you hear the person depart. You both heave a sigh of relief and you look at her...only inches from her full lips. In your sober mind you realize this probably isn't the best time to think about things like that...but you can't help yourself.

You lean in slowly and touch your lips to hers, softly, guaging her reaction, which is to return the kiss. You're surprised. It seems it doesn't matter that only a moment ago you two were ducking from some assassins. You manage to tear yourself away from Rangiku, breathing ragged.

"W-Wait." She bites her lower lip and leans in again, attacking your neck with lips and tongue...it feels amazing. "Rangiku...we're not in the right place for this. Someone could see us..."

"So?" She grinds her hips against yours. "It doesn't feel like you've got anything to be ashamed of..."

"I-I mean it. It's not me I'm worried about..." Unbeknownst to Valentine a feeling unlike any Lieutenant has felt before sweeps through her...it's the feeling of being loved...

"A-Alright...where to?"